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curreny - boss dealings lyrics

so there’s about a million ways to make a million dollars
so there’s about a million ways to make a million dollars
i know some chicks who try to make it from they baby fathers
i know some n-gg-s that will shoot you right in front of cops
and do that 23 hour lock in the box
as a youth i prayed i make it out of poverty
without rap, i would still be in the robbery
self conscious, self made, got my life out of coach, upgrade
they try to claim, it’s a brand new game
some brand new n-gg- sounded brand new lames
a brand new view from young og’s perspective
i love new port so i stop but necklace
i grew out of that, and got rid of it
and made chicks see chicks on they period, eww
uh that’s nasty, got a song with c-ssidy
that should prolly tell you that i’m at least half cl-ssy
reefer smoke, reefer smoke, f-ck it let the reefer smoke
they can’t afford the sour so they go and get the cheaper smoke
it’s premeditated, i’ma highly dedicated, highly medicated, sh-t, f-ck it n-gg-

smoking the joint, scribbled in my tablets
stone thoughts n-gg-, scared of brain mathematics
weed blurring my vision, still see them digits add up to that bentley trunk
parking since it’s beeping when i back up
i ain’t got enough, but by the time you hear this
i instagram that motherf-cker, high boxing it
so many clouds we smoking looking like a rolland explosion
them bad b-tches know him, kush and gucci cologne
releasing they pheromones, she h-rny,
looking for escape, rows her man’s be on it
cops style, that b-tch wild, i’m parked outside
i’m waiting on up, back door flow,
host sled and a cope of weed rolled up, drove all
jet life never die, g code cause, pinky finger’s frozen
cuban link golden, only bill for that sh-t that them n-gg-s kill for
audio dope, fly as everything you never saw, forever raw
yeah, that’s us dog

n-gg- you ain’t getting high, what the f-ck you give a f-ck for
i just float, and watch the money come up
so when i was 12 own sh-t, when i was 21
whether walking or driving, i’m on the money run
do it for jail n-gg-, michael wave and they honey bun
now everybody bout that life, you got shooters
i’ma shoot an eye out your life
that’s the offsh-t, bullsh-t, couple n-gg-s and corpses
ask the security, y’all n-gg-s up in the office
i get busy with the pounds skeeze and tourist
that’s a loaded gun, n-gg- start the vet, let the motor run
like the jedi, watch yoda come,
tell em f-ck em all n-gg- yeah i said it
i like to buy my sh-t, i don’t care for credit
you can blank it out, i don’t care to edit
any rapper alive is who i dare to set it, yeah
it’s gold spitter in no, let your man know
i have your face looking like you just f-cked up and endo, ew, n-gg-, ew, n-gg-.

- curreny lyrics

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